Change of emotions

My words hung frozen in the air as Christian ignored me. I grit my teeth and shouted louder, "Am I your mate, Christian?!"

Still nothing. His back was like a stone wall, unmoving and unwavering.

Fed up with his silence, I grabbed his arm, steeling myself for whatever reaction he may have.

But instead of what I expected, he burst into action. He whipped his arm away from me, snarling like a wild animal before gripping my upper arms with an iron grip. Banging me against the wardrobe, my vision grew blurry as fear and adrenaline coursed through my veins.

"Christian! Let go of me! You're hurting me!" I screamed, desperately trying to break free from his iron grasp. But all my efforts were in vain as second by second his grip tightened further until I couldn't move, closing my eyes tightly as if that would save me from this nightmare. When I opened them, for a moment time seemed to have stood still.

It was not Christian's eyes that bore into mine, but those of a beast - one prowling and ready to strike. The golden anger in his gaze was no more than a warning: I had been warned not to ask questions, yet here I stood.

"Do you know if you were anyone else who disobeyed me, I would have made sure that even death trembled from my rage!" He growled the words at me like a threat.

But I could not focus on his threat; instead my mind raced faster and faster as I sought an answer to the mystery behind his predatory gaze. My desperation only grew as I begged for answers.

"Then why don't you do it with me huh Christian? Who am I?"

Christian looked back at me with pure fury. "You are nothing more than someone who belongs to me—someone whose mind, body, heart and soul I possess. Don't think too highly of yourself!" His words pierced through my very core.

My trembling lips could barely form the words as my knees threatened to give out. All I wanted was what little dignity belonged to me—the dignity he so easily denied me. Why did he hurt me? Why did he have such power over me? What crime had I ever committed to deserve such treatment?

I tried hard not to cry even though I was on the verge of crying.

"Then why haven't you done something with your so-called possession? Apparently, I was brought here to become your breeder, you should have done the deed long ago. Yet you are wasting my and your time here

when I could have just given you your heir and be free of this prison...Wait!

Is it that you didn't because you just can't? Are you a complete man Christian? Is that what you are hiding—" My bad-mouthing was cut short with a short scream.

Christian banged his fist on either side of my head. I flinched with a yelp. He gripped my jaw hard making me face him.

"You want to see the man so greedily Trisha? You won't be able to handle the man inside me kitten, But now that you've poked the beast, you must face the consequences!" He warned me, his golden eyes almost red.

It was as if he have forgotten everything and the only thing he wants to punish me for was the insults I had thrown at him.

I shrieked when he gripped me by the waist and tossed me on the bed.

Reality hit me hard of what I have put myself in as Christian walked up to me, my gaze widened because I was not ready for what might happen next. Not when he was barely human rilled up with hatred.

"Christian, I a-am sorry! I-I didn't mean to say that," I told him as I backed away until my back hit the headboard of the king-size bed.

He smirked as he climbed the bed coming closer to me, "It's really sad kitten, that you didn't mean it but you said it anyways, you asked for it," He said to me, his voice a hint of amusement.

"Christian, I a-am sorry—" I started to apologise but he didn't let me finish it.

Tugging me closer, he pinned me to the ground like a helpless prey. He was strong and determined, my body thrumming with an energy that I couldn't quite explain.

"Please, Christian," I begged in a low voice but his grip only tightened as his bronze eyes burned with a fire that only seemed to grow stronger with every passing second. His iron grip on my wrists kept them bound above my head while the other moved leisurely down my waist, sending pleasurable shivers through my core despite myself.

Carnal hunger shone clearly in his gaze as he descended down my neck, leaving burning hot trails all along my skin. My throat constricted with fear, reminding me of all the hurtful things he had said and done before this moment. But as much as I wanted to fight him off I felt my self-will melting away until all that remained was his touch.

My attempts at pushing him away were feeble and weak. He knew it too, continuing his onslaught without pause until I felt myself give into him completely. Tears of despair streamed down from my eyes onto his shoulder and something inside him shifted slightly.

He paused suddenly - almost hesitantly - letting go of both my wrists before drawing back slowly. The intensity between us still lingered heavily in the air.

Then he tore himself away from me, his eyes burning with a fierce intensity. Without sparing me a glance, he hurriedly shoved his shirt on, locking gazes with me for the first time and snarling, "Remember this moment; think twice before you speak next time."

I pulled the blanket up to my chin as I watched him depart, tears rolling down my cheeks in silent protest. He paused at the door and slowly turned towards me, a sneer of contempt painting his face while he spoke, "Take heed of my words kitten, even if you accomplish the task to provide me an heir, You are never leaving. The only thing that can free you from me is one of our last breath. Not yours, but mine,because I won't let death take you from me even " he promised, sending a chill down my spine as he slammed the door shut.

The shattering silence that followed overwhelmed me and before I knew it sleep had taken hold of me.

My last thought was of the alpha's haunting golden eyes. "Can he actually be my mate?"